Time To Move On
It is almost the end,The last final bend.
Everything I once knew,
Will all soon be through.
As I reflect back upon these cherished years.
It’s all most impossible, to fight back these tears.
Everything that I once knew and loved,
Will soon be memories floating above.
Like an ocean of mysteries the future will unveil,
But this is just the start, for our unwritten tale.
New times become old ones, old ones are now memories,
Locked away inside, but will always be a part of me.
Time is racing toward us,
And I’m not in a rush.
It was like yesterday I was on that big yellow bus,
Still remembering about recess and my very first crush.
Growing up seems so much more fun when you’re young,
But right now I just wish I could go back to grade one.
As I greet the new future, and say good-bye to the past,
I just wish there was some way, it didn’t all happen so fast.
I just wish there was some way, I could make it all last.
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